I'm a paintbrush
i have metal around my hair my handle is wooden i got used for ages by tupaia i had to paint a famous picture of a moāri trading kŌura with joseph banks they took forever i got really tired,
They got painted half way up my handle and they didn't wash or dry me an hour later. I was hard and stuff. I couldn’t breathe properly. I couldn't move either. I just wanted to sleep in someone's pocket.
By Hani Pene
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